Along a narrow track

We walked the narrow trodden track beside high yellowing grasses. Graceful she-oaks whispered in the breeze and, as the heat mounted, the lemon scented gums released their fragrance. Each cleansing breathe of it chased out my lingering unease.

Just over the ridge the land fell steeply down into a boggy, reed filled marsh. We could go no further.

Standing there we talked of the sweetness of being away from traffic and of seeing a wider view with not a house in sight. Our voices disturbed a hawk. It flew out a tree just to our left then circled higher and higher above our heads. Spellbound, we watched.

Flight of the hawk
lifts me out of myself
-my heart lightens.


15 thoughts on “Along a narrow track

  1. Completely enclosed beautiful haibun, Suzanne. I understand your delight.
    All my life my spirit has soared encountering raptors of any kind. I learned recently that my last name translates to the name of a certain type of hunting hawk; that my ancestors were bird handlers for some French knight.
    Ingrid, once, decades ago on the Sardinian coast, I saw peregrine falcon hunting. I was walking along a high causeway. The bird was hovering at my head height about ten feet off the causeway. He hunted for about twenty minutes. Like you Ingrid, I was spellbound and utterly engaged. I can’t describe how special it was.
    I used to share my land with a Nanking kestrel. The wind blew it’s tree over. The kestrel stayed for a while but eventually moved on. I heard a kestrel call again recently so perhaps he’s back.
    Eagles include my place as part of their territory. At four o’clock every day they wheel by looking for something tasty, terrifying the wallabies.
    With covid I have not been able to get to my land. Suzanne, your poem lifted my heart and reminded me why I have the land. So I thank you.

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    1. I hope you get to your land soon. The walk I write of here took place earlier this week. Covid cases are now at zero in Victoria, Australia and the heavy restrictions are easing slightly. This week was the first time in months that we are allowed to be outdoors without a mask. The walk was in celebration of that.
      There is definitely something about hawks. Most of my encounters have been wonderful though I once got chased through the bush by a goshawk when I strayed near its nest. That was really scary. It kept swooping me. I pulled my shirt over my head and ran!


  2. Trees and birds, two things I have in my garden that bring me a sense of wonder – and you’ve offered me a haibun with both! Your trees are ones I’d love to come across, but we don’t have them over here, except for those at Kew Gardens and other such places. Lemon scented gums must smell wonderful – I could do with a cleansing breath! We do get hawks around here, but we seldom see them. I love how you describe the encounter with the hawk in the haiku, Suzanne.

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